Flashes from life
Wales
James Potter
The February 17th of 1979 is the day James Potter has been waiting for months, even years, and he is more thrilled than he has ever been. He sits alone in the room ten minutes before ceremony's beginning, his hair has been tamed by his mother and is now unnaturally flat.
He is going to get married. To Lily, whom he loves more than he has ever loved anyone. But marriage... What if something happens and Lily will stop loving him one day? What if he can't make her happy? Hundreds of little 'what ifs' whiz through James' brain and he bites his lip nervously.
He could run off and hide in Wales.
Sirius walks in just when this tempting thought flows into James' confused mind. Sirius sits down next to him and surveys his face for a while.
"You look like your eyes are going to pop out."
"I'm getting married," James answers absent-mindedly. "With Lily."
Sirius doesn't say anything (which is very unusual for him), just squeezes his hand reassuringly. They sit in silence, not needing any words. Finally Sirius stands up and ruffles James' hair, ruining Mrs Potter's hard work.
"We should go, Prongs, it's almost the time. Now, you are going to marry the love of your life and then you will live happily ever after and everything. Plus, your future mother-in-law looked like she could kill anyone who dares to ruin the wedding."
James laughs, and then the idiotic smile spreads over his face. He is going to marry Lily.
Wales can wait.